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The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

This is a high level rules light game set in a school for magical kids, kinda a mash-up of Soul Eater, Harry Potter, and X-Men. :)


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A ragged breath breaks through the sobs, and Lysander groans as his flesh knits back together. He pushes himself to his feet stiffly, wincing as bones pop back into place.

"Did you get it all out or do we need to go for a fourth round?" He asks Ryleh, voice rough and ragged.


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

Ryleh gasps in shock. It wasn't real? But the blood on her hands...that was real. And she could still taste the blood in her mouth. Then how? She looked at him, seeing, but not believing. Perhaps her mind had finally cracked.


"Killing me isn't the hard part, but keeping me dead? Res assured, Ryleh, you are not crazy." Sand falls from his sleeve and with a word from Lysander begins to scour the blood from the house, leaving no trace of what had happened. "Answer the question."


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

Ryleh closed her eyes for a moment, trying to get the sobs under control.

::No more. I'm too tired.::


"Sleep then. You will not be bothered."

::Ephebe, we have talked. I hope it was successful because I would not enjoy this particular chat again.::


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

Ryleh laughed, slightly hysterical.

"You're really bad at this for someone who should know better," she said, her voice cracking. "There's a reason I avoid mirrors you know. It's been five decades since I could last stand the sight of myself, and you think a temper tantrum is going to fix things?"

"I will have plenty of time to sleep after I move my lair. If there's one thing you've managed to prove today, it's that it's not safe for me to be around others. I will watch over them from a distance. It's better that way."


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death

Krays is attempting to keep the childrens attention by summoning skeletons, and showing them how they stay together, and more importantly, how to destroy them.


Imagefemale weredragon (amethyst) gestalt Soulknife16/oracle10/divine gunslinger6

While Krays is teaching an impromptu anatomy lesson, Ephebe is gently pulling vines away from a hidden shed.

"I knew I remembered this being here. Well, what's inside should be interesting, at least."


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death

::The beauty of summoned skeletons? You don't have to clean up afterward!::


"Stubborn dragon." Lysander mumbles as he weaves the sand around the room, white fire melting it into mirrors that seal the room. "Look at yourself then!"


Krays wrote:
Krays is attempting to keep the childrens attention by summoning skeletons, and showing them how they stay together, and more importantly, how to destroy them.

The thigh bone's connected to the kneed bone..."[/sing-song]

"So we break the legs bones first?"
"Or the spine!"
"If we were taller the head would work..."


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

"And what will that prove? That I'm as much of a monster as we both agree that I am?" she asked despairing. She tried to avoid her reflection, but it was impossible with as many mirrors as there were walls. She was covered in blood. Well, at least she looked the part.


"You did what you had to in order to protect your family. A real monster would have done what you did for fun." Sand sweeps across Ryleh and cleans the blood that's all over her. "To have actually started to believe the false legends that were spread about dragons... nothing but foolishness."


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

"Nothing but foolishness," she repeated. "Then Why? Can you tell me that? Why?"

"I'm the last of my kind. Because, let's face it, my daughter is something altogether different. More a transformation than a continuation. And I still don't understand what the point of it all was."


"The point of saving your family or the point of the false legends we spread?"


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death
Agarthian Storyteller wrote:
Krays wrote:
Krays is attempting to keep the childrens attention by summoning skeletons, and showing them how they stay together, and more importantly, how to destroy them.

The thigh bone's connected to the kneed bone..."[/sing-song]

"So we break the legs bones first?"
"Or the spine!"
"If we were taller the head would work..."

"Pretty much any solid blow to the skeletal structure fractures the magic binding it together..."

Krays thwacks the bored looking skeleton with his staff, crushing ribs and spine, and as it collapses it winks out of existence.
"As you can see, blunt edged weapons work best."


"So we need stuff like hammers?" Matthias asks. Gwenne and Tal look at each other and run off into the garden, returning in seconds with three branches.

"Get 'um!" They shout as they hand Matthias his stick and start laying into the skeletons. The branches start to break long beofre the skeletons do.


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death

::Well that'll keep 'em busy till you fish the toys out...::

The skeletons will not defend themselves, so they can hack away.


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.
Lysander Sandwalker wrote:
"The point of saving your family or the point of the false legends we spread?"

"The point of the conflict in the first place."


Imagefemale weredragon (amethyst) gestalt Soulknife16/oracle10/divine gunslinger6

Ephebe rummaged through the shed finding some of the safer toy options to bring out for the kids. She was studiously ignoring Lysander's message. Talked it through? Please. You couldn't have a conversation with Grandma about what kind of tea to have that was over that quickly.

"Okay, guys...I bet you can finish off those skeletons pretty quick with this animated medicine ball....do not EVER aim it at each other. Yes, I can fix it, but it will hurt quite a lot in the meantime, and let's just not."


Male Unknown 16 Invulnerable Rager/ 16 Hex Crafter Magus

Re-dotting.


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death
Ephebe wrote:

Ephebe rummaged through the shed finding some of the safer toy options to bring out for the kids. She was studiously ignoring Lysander's message. Talked it through? Please. You couldn't have a conversation with Grandma about what kind of tea to have that was over that quickly.

"Okay, guys...I bet you can finish off those skeletons pretty quick with this animated medicine ball....do not EVER aim it at each other. Yes, I can fix it, but it will hurt quite a lot in the meantime, and let's just not."

::Awesome! Skeleton bowling!::


Imagefemale weredragon (amethyst) gestalt Soulknife16/oracle10/divine gunslinger6

::It has just occurred to me,:: she said, trying not to laugh out loud, ::that outside of family, our children are going to be considered decidedly odd.::

::Family, of course, will think it's perfectly normal.::


Ryleh wrote:
Lysander Sandwalker wrote:
"The point of saving your family or the point of the false legends we spread?"
"The point of the conflict in the first place."

"You were not told? Gem dragons were the refugees of a war between the chromatic and metallic dragons. Since the gems would not pick a side, they became a common enemy, and were forced to hide in worlds such as this one. A gold dragon sent a rather specialized group of assassins after them to wipe out the deserters. Hunters."

"You kind were what is called 'innocent bystanders' or 'collateral damage'. The Sandwalkers stopped being assassins long ago we we realized we were forgotten by now, and would be considered a threat to the Dragon Empire if we came back."


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

Ryleh laughed. It was a terrible sound.

"You think I didn't know all of that. My grandfather raised me and he was one of the ones who built Agartha. I knew more about the past and what was Outside than any of the rest of my peers. And Ephebe has filled in a few of the blank spots in that history. An intersting job perk I suppose."

"And we did choose a side. We chose to speak for those who couldn't speak for themselves. We chose the side of all of those who were caught in the middle of a fight that wasn't theirs and deserved better. But we were bad at it. We couldn't do what comes so naturally to my daughter. We couldn't do the human thing. We couldn't build a cohesive community out of everyone who ever happened to cross our paths. If we had, there would have been no reason at all to make Agartha in the first place."

"But that still doesn't answer the question. What was the point?"


"As far as I know, there wasn't one. I was told you were the enemy, and since I was fresh out of training, I believed it. Took me years to see I was a puppet."

"But the point of all of this right now, was to try and find a way you could be a part of the family again, instead of just someone who watches and waits for something to go wrong. Matthias, Gwenne, Tal, Ephebe and her children... they aren't the Hunters you knew. They never will be. They love you."


Ephebe wrote:
"Okay, guys...I bet you can finish off those skeletons pretty quick with this animated medicine ball....do not EVER aim it at each other. Yes, I can fix it, but it will hurt quite a lot in the meantime, and let's just not."

What in the world convinced you it was a good idea to give these kids a Bludger!?

Once they figure out how to roll it, their skill at taking out the skeletons increases dramatically, much to their delight.


Male Quasit (Demon) Gestalt Vitalist/Psion(Telepath) 16

Back inside the workshop, Phaezeriel flies down to a workbench near Ananda as the children rush outside to play. It is a beautiful thing to watch, a family at play. All of you are very blessed.


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death

Krays will start summoning skeletons arranged like bowling pins, and make a game out of it.

::They definately won't have a fear of undead...but hey, what's normal anyway?::


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

Ryleh took a deep breath and pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve. She wiped away the tears and blew her nose and sat down at the table. She poured a fresh cup of tea. She wasn't entirely sure how there was still a table and a teapot, but they needed to be there and so they were. This house tended to work like that.

"Somewhere along the way I forgot. I forgot why we did it. They blew up our homeworld, while most of us were still on it. Because we said that they were wrong, that there were no lesser races. So Agartha was made to hide away all of those who were brave enough to walk away but not strong enough to fight. And in some ways that was wrong too, but it was the best we could do. My people weren't warriors. Philosphers, perhaps. My grandfather said that there were temples on our homeworld that were wonders of architecture the like of which will never be seen again filled with precious manuscripts of ancient philosphers with insights into balance and harmony that will never again be mastered. All gone because someone has to speak up for those that can't speak for themselves, and the war had created a large population of those. I don't know if it was a good enough reason for everything that came after, but it was a reason at least. I had forgotten."

"Also, you can drop the whole I was a new recruit act. You weren't, and I suspect you had reasons of your own for hating us, though gods only know what they were. If you were a puppet it wasn't of the Empire. I'm old enough to recognize a lie when I hear it."


Imagefemale weredragon (amethyst) gestalt Soulknife16/oracle10/divine gunslinger6
Agarthian Storyteller wrote:


What in the world convinced you it was a good idea to give these kids a Bludger!?

Well, Jimmy always had fun with it...I did mention that I don't have a lot of experience with children right?


Image
Phaezeriel wrote:
Back inside the workshop, Phaezeriel flies down to a workbench near Ananda as the children rush outside to play. It is a beautiful thing to watch, a family at play. All of you are very blessed.

Aananda smiled.

"Yeah. And it's times like these that make all the rest of it worth it."


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

Waits for Nala in the lunchroom...


Male Human Gestalt Inquisitor/Dragon Knight 16

When mathmagics class time arrives, he seems more interested, and pays attention...


Male Quasit (Demon) Gestalt Vitalist/Psion(Telepath) 16

Thank you for allowing me to help today. I am honored by the trust you have shown me.

Phaezeriel bows to Ananda.

If ever I can again be of service, please do not hesitate to call on me.


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer6/Dragon Disciple 9

"Wait Phaez!" Vai exclaims, moving over to the quasit. "I don't think I ever properly thanked you. I'm in your debt." Vai says, and gives the quasit a hug.


Male Quasit (Demon) Gestalt Vitalist/Psion(Telepath) 16

Phaezeriel, after a moment of stunned surprise, returns Vai's hug fiercely.

::Thank you Vai, but please do not speak of debts between us. You have already done so much for me, if there be debt owed it is mine.::


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer6/Dragon Disciple 9

::As you wish. But that means I get to ask your help with something, since you know a lot about magic.::


Ryleh wrote:
"Also, you can drop the whole I was a new recruit act. You weren't, and I suspect you had reasons of your own for hating us, though gods only know what they were. If you were a puppet it wasn't of the Empire. I'm old enough to recognize a lie when I hear it."

"At least you were listening." Lysander smiles slightly. "My 'reason' for hating you was that fact that, like all the other dragons, you took it upon yourselves to help the non-dragons instead of asking us what you could do to help. You acted on your own, thinking what you wanted for us was what we wanted for us. Things went wrong sometimes, and that cost me dearly in the end. I did not handle the pain well either."


Male Quasit (Demon) Gestalt Vitalist/Psion(Telepath) 16

::I will gladly help you! I have a present for you, by the way. But it seems its primary purpose has been eliminated.::

Vai sees a very brief glimpse of a silvery winged something as Phaezeriel speaks.

::Let me go get it, I will return in a moment.::


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.
Lysander Sandwalker wrote:
Ryleh wrote:
"Also, you can drop the whole I was a new recruit act. You weren't, and I suspect you had reasons of your own for hating us, though gods only know what they were. If you were a puppet it wasn't of the Empire. I'm old enough to recognize a lie when I hear it."
"At least you were listening." Lysander smiles slightly. "My 'reason' for hating you was that fact that, like all the other dragons, you took it upon yourselves to help the non-dragons instead of asking us what you could do to help. You acted on your own, thinking what you wanted for us was what we wanted for us. Things went wrong sometimes, and that cost me dearly in the end. I did not handle the pain well either."

Ryleh stopped to consider.

"You make a fair point. It's why we did it badly. Aananda and her children will do it better. Are already doing it better. Well, with the exception of Taron, who has shown a fairly wide streak of draconic arrogance that needs curbing."

"The least I can do is help them. As they need, not as I think they need," she said with a nod of acknowledgement.


Image
Phaezeriel wrote:

Thank you for allowing me to help today. I am honored by the trust you have shown me.

Phaezeriel bows to Ananda.

If ever I can again be of service, please do not hesitate to call on me.

"Thank you,Phaezeriel. Trust is earned, and you've earned a pretty big amount of it," she said smiling.

She went back to being a part of the background so as not to get in the way of Vai and Phaeze's conversation.


"The most you can do is get passed your pain and get close to your family. What good is saving your family if you aren't a part of it?"


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

She smiled sadly. "I suppose I always thought that everything would be alright as long as they were. I never stopped to look at things and realize how much it affected me when my mate decided it wasn't worth living through the pain anymore, how much that attitude still infected me half a century after his death. And how much it would affect them if I just gave up too."

"There's a picture book that belonged to Master Quo. He used to read it to the triplets. They loved it. It was their favorite book. He left it to me when he died. Do you think that Ryo would mind very much if I stopped by this evening to read the children a story? It occurs to me that I haven't spent nearly enough time getting to know my grandchildren."


Female Cat, Common SoulKnife 16//Paladin 6 (Divine Defender)/Pyrokineticist 10

Jen thanks Mr. Vakkler for his patience and scampers off to her next class, Advanced Physical Education. When she asks the school to lead her to her next class, to her surprise, the arrows bring her to a garden instead of to a gym, where classes are normally held.

She looks around for an obvious authority figure, usually the one wearing more unusual clothing.


"Considering he kept them hidden most of their so far, that is quite understandable. I don't think he'd mind at all. If he did and they found out, they wouldn't let him have a moments rest. Their funny like that."


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer6/Dragon Disciple 9

"A present?!" Vai blurts out, switching back to speech. She catches the brief mental image of some sort of silvery thing, but doesn't recognize it. "What is it?"


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

She smiled, areal smile this time. "It's amazing how much they are like their cousins. Well, perhaps the slightest bit less destructive, but they're young yet. It's quite likely they'll catch up before we know it."


"They can't eat nearly as much though, even if it's three on one." Lysander replies.


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.

"Well, no, I wouldn't expect they could without an extra dimensional stomach...and I'm not sure I could out-eat Ephebe right now," she added dryly.

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